[Well, if that was the key to keeping her happy and distracted, he would happily use it. He paired the sharp lifts with a flexing of himself to throb inside her, teeth sliding up and down long her neck as the hand not barely monitoring her skirt came around to knead at her breast. He loved her breasts. Truthfully, he loved all of her, but he hadn't quite come to that mental conclusion yet. He just knew that there wasn't a spot on her he didn't want to touch, to put his mouth on, to worship and make his completely.]
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